The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

Although the content of the assessment in each college is different, the total score of the assessment is the same. In the end, each college will announce the average score of each class, which will lead to comparisons between departments and classes.

Especially face-saving people like Xiang Qinghua attach great importance to this aspect.

"I am Chengning's mentor Ji Yan." Xiang Qinghua nodded with a smile.

Then he talked encouragingly for a long time, and the instructors present became a little impatient before they stopped talking.

"Today's meeting is mainly about this matter. Instructors, do you have any questions? If not, the meeting will be adjourned."

The other instructors had no objections, and were still looking forward to the mid-semester assessment, which was also the time to test their results over the past four months.

Everyone wants to ask students to hurry up these days and get good results when the time comes.

The others had no objection and announced to Qinghua that the meeting was adjourned.

Ning Xi took the initiative to speak before anyone else left, "Dean, I don't have any questions about the assessment, but there is one question that I don't quite understand, and I need you to clarify it."

The instructors who were about to stand up and leave did not move or sit down again in a tacit understanding, always feeling that there was something good to watch.

Xiang Qinghua's heart skipped a beat, what kind of trouble is this damn girl going to do again?

After thinking about it, he realized that he hadn't treated her well recently, so he smiled and said, "Teacher Ning, just ask."

"Dean, do you know the allocation of teaching materials and resources for each class today?" Ning Xi asked.

The corners of Xiang Qinghua's lips curled up, but he didn't expect that this was what Ning Xi was going to say, "I understand, what's wrong?"

He thought that the dead girl could keep her composure, but he was not afraid that she would actually make a fuss over the allocation of materials and resources.

The smile on Ning Xi's face faded and she asked bluntly: "Then does the dean know that the assignment of our class is wrong?"

Xiang Qinghua glanced at the assistant, who immediately called up the distribution list and handed it over.

He looked at it, then raised his head and said to Ning Xi: "Wrong assignment? I see it is correct on the list! Teacher Ning, did you make a mistake yourself?"

"Did I make a mistake? No." Ning Xi also took out the list of resources previously distributed by logistics.

She pointed to the list and said seriously: "Then why is the allocation of materials and resources for every other class the same, but the class I lead is only half as good as the other classes?"

Xiang Qinghua explained with a smile, "This is mainly because there are only ten students in your class and twenty in other classes. Based on the head count, the distribution of your class is of course only half the difference."

"Think about it! If the ten people in your class are the same as the students in other classes, doesn't it mean that the students in your class use twice as many materials and resources as the students in other classes? Isn't this very uncomfortable for the students in other classes? fair?"

Ning Xi nodded without denying, "It's unfair!"

"That's all you can think of. We all need to understand each other. Do you have any other questions?" Xiang Qinghua said with a smile.

Ning Xi raised her head and said, "Then, Dean, your class assignments are also wrong. They need to be changed."

Xiang Qinghua's face stiffened slightly, "What's wrong with the assignment of our class?"

"There are only ten students in your class! But the distribution is the same as that of other classes. That doesn't mean that each student in your class gets the resources of two people. This is unfair to other students."

Ning Xi smiled and continued: "This is what you just said."